The Joup Friday Album: The Walker Brothers – Nite Flights

walkerbrosThere was this moment that played out years ago, sometime in the early 2000’s, when I was in a record store, sifting through CD’s and LP’s, letting my mind wander and breathe, when over the store’s PA system came a revelation. To be fair, this moment has happened several times over my life, some record store somewhere playing some song that gets stuck in my ears, head, and soul, and demands that I procure a copy of it right then and there. I’m that sucker from that scene in High Fidelity where the clerks make a bet as to how fast they can move a copy of The Beta Band’s The Three EP’s album by playing “Dry the Rain” in the store. I’m that guy who perks up and starts nodding his head, glancing around the room for evidence as to what is being listened to. You have me trapped. I am in your control. You play something wonderful, and I’m probably going to buy it from you…right then and there. Over the years I’ve been turned on to everything from Stephin Merritt’s Future Bible Heroes project to Richard Youngs and Simon Wickham-Smith’s weirdo experimental album Pulse of The Rooster, indie rock from The Dears to old psych classics like Skip Spence’s Oar. I am seriously in sonic debt to you people, but the high water mark will always be the pure and beautiful sounds of Scott Walker (Engel) and The Walker Brothers.

Endless Loop: Untitled Three

oddnosdamHave you ever had one of those songs that gets stuck in your head for days…weeks…years? Sure you have. These are the songs that always make the cut. The songs on repeat. We all have them. I have a ton. Welcome back to Endless Loop.

“Untitled Three” by Odd Nosdam

The Joup Friday Album: Mr. Bungle – California

mrbungleI got to see Faith No More a couple of weeks ago, and I’ve been in full on Mike Patton mode ever since. Few artists have inspired the kind of rabid fanaticism in me that Patton has, and in that stretch of years in between when Faith No More disbanded and then reunited, I sought out everything the man created, even the most perfunctory of musical endeavors or guest spots. And while he most certainly has had a misstep here or there, the vast bulk of projects, collaborations, and appearances he has contributed to are resoundingly good, or at the very least interesting. It’s his willingness to experiment and to draw influence from practically every style or genre conceivable that gives his work its oomph. And it all started before he was even in Faith No More with a different group of West Coast weirdos called Mr. Bungle.

The Joup Friday Album: Grouper – Dragging a Dead Deer up a Hill

grouperI imagine that at this moment, I’m knee deep in some sort of SXSW mayhem, my body and mind awash in music, free beers, breakfast tacos, and corporate swag.  I’m probably tired.  I’m probably thinking about when I need to cut myself off so that I can drive to go pick up my son.  I’m probably wondering where to go to next.  (I’m writing this a few days before now, so maybe I’m not doing any of those things.)  SXSW can be a blast, but it can also be an endurance test, so let’s all mellow out a little bit with Grouper’s 2008 album Dragging a Dead Deer up a Hill.  It’s time to come down.

New Music Enthusiast’s Club: goste

goste Eugene EP Covergoste – Eugene

A swirl of plunked synthesizer keys and distorted computer noises ooze and crash like cold, slowly moving tectonic plates, glaciers pushing against each other until the ice begins to crack, immovable giants locked in eternal conflict. Cold electronics. Icy beats. And a low and warm voice comes into play, slightly askew, slightly warbled, a protoplasmic element to warm this cold and frost laden mix. “Volcanoes (Slow Fade)” opens up the Eugene EP, the latest record from Brooklyn composer, producer, multi-instrumentalist, and electronic artist goste, and it sets the tone for what’s to come, a blending of the synthetic and the organic, a subtle and flowing mix of hot and cold sounds…digital folk…computerized Americana.

The Joup Friday Album: Butthole Surfers – Independent Worm Saloon

buttholesurfersI just knew that I would eventually get around to writing a little bit about Texas’ answer to psych-punk, acid, noise, and mayhem, the oddball and fascinatingly weird Butthole Surfers. It took me a while to decide on an album to focus on, hopping around from the weirdo psych-metal of 1987’s Locust Abortion Technician, to the strange and acoustic psych-rock meandering of 1988’s Hairway to Steven, and finally to the drag race heavy metal thump of 1993’s Independent Worm Saloon, ultimately deciding on the latter due to it being my introduction to the band when I was in junior high school. It also features Led Zeppelin’s John Paul Jones on the boards, throwing a little credit to my theory that a band’s rhythm section are often the hippest dudes in the group.

35 Albums in 35 Years: 2011

In an ongoing attempt to bleed my opinions all over your computer screen, I’m selecting one album from every year that I’ve been alive that has some sort of significance to me…and then writing about it. Welcome back to 35 Albums in 35 Years.

 

hank32011: Hank Williams III’s Ghost to a Ghost/Guttertown

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